Chapter 57: The seventh day of the royal pet

After returning from the dinner, Pei Xian devoted himself to intensive analysis work. The time was tight. There were two working days left before the release of the original news. On Friday, because there were two news vacuum periods on Saturday and Sunday, it was the best mobile phone conference. . In this way, less than twelve hours are left.
He was lying on the bed with a quilt on his head, like a little snail with his own villa. The dark room only had the cold white light of the computer screen, shining on his frosty face.
The stylus draws a circle on "Wanhong Materials", which is the third of the three cake houses that Pei Xian asked Song Qi. From the perspective of equity structure, it is the simplest trading structure and the easiest to get Down.
If the other two listed companies adopt the method of stepping out and gradually replacing the main business, the actual controller of the company can enjoy the appreciation of part of the equity, so they will have a preferential price.
Pei Xian estimates that the price is around 700 million, but Song Qi is not a master who can tolerate other people's meat from his bowl, so if he and the capital behind want to raise "Wanhong Materials" at one time, at least they must pay a premium. To 900 million.
The actual controller of "Wanhong Materials" is to completely abandon the hard-to-find listed company, take money and leave the stove, and will not easily give up the premium.
"Wanhong Materials" currently has a stock price of less than 30 yuan and a market value of less than 4 billion. However, it has to be transformed into a behemoth with a valuation of 43 billion. It can be imagined how terrible its stock price will grow.
Making the final judgment, Pei Xian lay in the dark, calmed his eyes open for a while, and a storm will begin tomorrow.
The next morning, he sent away Han Han, who was full of excitement, and Pei Xianyou traveled with the grass and grass to normal activities. He didn't lock himself into the room until the afternoon.
His plan was simple and ruthless and cruel. He stopped the junk stocks, making the follow-up funds completely impossible, and at the same time operating "Wanhong Materials" quickly entered.
Pei Xian did an accurate measurement when he bought junk stocks. This ticket has less than 3 million liquidity. He all placed 3 million limit orders before exiting the market.
If both sides operate at the same time in the end, he can basically control his operation of "Wanhong Materials" without being affected.
And after two days of panic news transmission over the weekend, it is conceivable that until Monday, the stupid followers are scared by the limit, they will scramble to form a sell-off, step on each other, and step themselves out of a limit.
At this moment, the lesson of the front car is right in front of us. Who would dare to follow the "camel washman" to enter "Wanhong Materials"?
After two o'clock, Pei Xian began to execute the operation as planned, while the two computers were placing orders and watching the disk.
Super junk stocks closed their daily limit, and
Wanhong Materials
commissioned the purchase to execute automatically.
People are still immersed in the calm waves before the close of the weekend, thinking about the leisurely weekend time, but did not expect the market to change color.
Everyone was in an aggressive state, sitting in front of the computer and watching, while dying of the ECG-like limit, while buying stock prices intensively and at steady intervals.
Hell heaven, separated by a line!
Sitting in the trading room, Lu Yilan, looking at the four computer screens, suddenly noticed an abnormality, and was dumbfounded.
He always pretends to be an unknown confidante of "camel washer", but now he understands that he is not worth it!
From start to finish, none of his inferences was reasonable!
He even began to suspect that for the first time, it was a downright luck to buy "Hengjie Paper" to buy "Hengjie Paper"!
At the same time, in the CEO's office on the 30th floor, Gu Han was holding a golden pen and looking dignified. After a long time, he gently spit out the words "Great!" In the empty office.
He could even hear the insincere admiration of the sentence, smashing against the wall and then bouncing back to his ear, shaking with shock.
If he could, he didn't want to be the enemy with such people.
The major stock forums have collapsed, and the masses who do not know the truth are frightened, provocative, and lively.
Because no one knows, and no one dares to interpret what happened.
You see me, I see you, using stiff and overwhelming words, messy expressions, stiffly to the close, without waiting for a reliable explanation.
Financial Avenue, Huaguo Capital Center, Guopeng Building, the heart of Financial Avenue.
This 80-storey reinforced concrete building stands behind the settlement center, like a Hammurabi code, silently and solemnly looking at tens of thousands of assets every day, struggling, dancing, and dying on the human heart.
Lei Yingzhe received the news. From his own office on the 30th floor of the Guopeng Building, he took a special elevator to go up to the 60th floor, breaking into Leihai's office like a gust of wind.
Lei Hai is chatting with his golden-billed myna. This is a bird with a very poor mouth.
"Uncle, he's shot." Lei Yingzhe will look at the report and pass it respectfully.
Lei Hai took a small spoon to feed My Eighth, and he calmly motioned his chin to rest on the table. "Yingzhe, how long have you been doing things for so long, why can't you hold your breath?"
"Uncle, this person's whereabouts are unknown. I suspect that the news of the transaction was leaked deliberately towards us. He bought Wanhong materials exactly at the last moment, and he didn't know what he wanted." Lei Yingzhe looked so angry. The sound changed suddenly.
The pe capital behind "Wanhong Materials" is kmm, and this is a project supervised by Lei Yingzhe himself, and it is expected to become the biggest profitable project this year.
His hard work, glory, and talent were all here, but he was seen through the steps by a solid retailer and silently sniped.
Lei Yingzhe, like the big girl Huanghua who was desperately soaked in oil by the migrants, was so ashamed that he had never tasted this shame!
"Uncle, I recommend that you stop publishing backdoor messages immediately and investigate the relevant personnel closely." Lei Yingzhe gritted his teeth.
He doesn't believe that someone can pry open the capital code with his own power, so he is an absolute of shares! Exist! He, Lei Yingzhe would not let such people exist!
Looking at the calm nephew who had been calm and angry all the time, Lei Hai actually felt a bit funny and laughed directly, "Yingzhe, how long have I not seen you so childish?"
Lei Yingzhe was originally ashamed and angry. When she heard this sentence, she was beaten back to the original shape, her cheeks were hot, and her voice was stable.
"Then have you thought about it, if someone is just to stop your transaction?" Lei Hai's smile disappeared instantly. "Are you scared to lose the courage to trade because of less than 100 million snipers?" "
Lei Yingzhe was severely thrown aside a logical error. If there is other capital behind the "camel washer", the possibility of forced stop trading is far greater than this shameless. What a disgusting capital is that?
In Kkm's eyes, this kind of stuff is not as good as garbage, but he is frightened to ask to stop trading?
And if the other party uses this disgusting method to force you to delay the transaction, who knows what will happen to all aspects that have been negotiated?
Lei Yingzhe looked at Lei Hai with a guilty guilty expression. His behavior just was undercover!
"Don't worry, release the official news of‘ Hefeng Logistics ’backdoor‘ Wanhong Materials ’.
Lei Hai continued to play birds, as if Lei Yingzhe had just praised his starling for his handsomeness.
"Understand, uncle. I'm a little uneasy." Lei Yingzhe bowed his head and converged.
Lei Hai quietly looked at him for a while, and suddenly became severe. "You haven't realized it yet, have you lost?"
"Uncle ..." Lei Yingzhe was stupid.
"The reason why this person is attacking you at the last moment, first of all, telling you boldly that he wants to spend some money on you; secondly, telling you that he is taking your money on his own; and finally, he knows that km is behind him, and he is showing off I want to you off. "Lei Hai put away the anger of iron and steel, followed by good temptation," I said a lot of times, don't be led by your nose. "
Lei Yingzhe, who has always been obedient, suddenly quit this time, eagerly asking: "Uncle, do you believe that he has found out the backdoor company in more than 2,700 stocks by his skill? I can't believe it!"
"I believe it is not important, but I believe the partner chosen by kmm, our strict investment process, and confidentiality measures." He paused, "Don't you believe it?"
Lei Yingzhe was dumb asked, and he stood here like a mentally handicapped undercover sent to his home!
"Okay, let's go and do something." Lei Hai looked at the nephew who was so badly beaten, and did not feel that he was harsh. Those who can take the km must not be at the mercy of the emotions, and he must teach him a lesson.
Lei Hai watched his nephew's desperate back disappear out of the door, and his majesty's insider said, "In the name of kmm, contact 'Camel Washer'. I want to talk to him."
"Oh, Lolo, Lolo is so cute!" Jinguo, his head tilted away, looked at Lei Hai, who had just put down the phone, and didn't know what to say.
Lei Hai's gloomy eyes suddenly softened, nodded his little head, and smiled with spring breeze. "Small thing, just make your mouth sweet. Dad's Lolo is cute."
In the evening, "Hefeng Logistics" officially announced its backdoor "Wanhong Materials", and "Wanhong Materials" announced the suspension of trading.
The news was like a thunderstorm, stunned everyone, 1.7 billion net profit, 20 times dynamic pe, a total valuation of nearly 43 billion, behind the capital kmm soared seven times the investment income, including the founder Song Qi, a dozen Executives.
At this time, none of their news had ever hit a single person, stealing beams and changing columns, and "camel washers" operating by the fire line.
If "Heng Jie Paper" wins the war, then "Wanhong Materials" will become a god!
The snowball forum was almost crowded by people who came to worship in all directions.
And the other sixty or more players who participated in the competition with "Camel Washer", Choi wanted to cry and saw the ranking of the competition on the front page, anxious to get into the screen and pull out his name!
We are just mortals, why should we come under such tremendous pressure!
And Pei Xian quickly shut down the computer and couldn't hear. Except for the glamorous eyes at night, he really, really wanted to give Gu Han a little fish to celebrate, and there was no other performance.
Days passed calmly to the end of the year. When he was about to be young, Mrs. Gu took Gu Han and Pei Xian to go to Fanjing Temple to pray for incense.
Mrs. Gu was invited by the host to listen to the scriptures. Gu Han and Pei Xian accompanied the fine snow to tour the ancient temple.
As soon as the two walked past the north palace hall, they saw that Lei Hai was still crowded, standing under a black umbrella, but wearing a pair of cloth shoes in the snow, came over unhurriedly.
"Hey! Uncle!" Pei Xian, who was tightly wrapped, barely showed amber eyes in several circles of scarf, and suddenly smiled and bent.
Lei Haiyin's unpredictable complexion blossomed instantly in the cold wind.
Heck, the car show cuteness seems even more cute.
Hmm ... who is that fool next to me? What is the source?